This morning I was clearing some pathways in the garden and thus took some of the garden flowers I cut and put them in a vase in the cabin. Seeing them there on the table, I was reminded of the summer of 2001 when my wife and I lived here together. Sometimes while one of us was out working on the land, the other would prepare a vegan feast, including wild edibles found nearby. Inevitably, to add a little color and beauty to the occasion, there would be a vase of freshly cut flowers.
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